Script: 1， M: Okay Ellie! I got her. E: The Christmas rock! M: Just got her out of storage. I wanted to surprise Peaches. Where is our sweet little angel? Huh? P: Incoming……hahahahaha E: There is your sweet little angel. P: Sorry, dad. B: Yeah! Whoo-hoo! It’s on! P: You guys need to chill out. E: Peaches! P: Oh! The Christmas rock ! I love it! I love it! I love it! I love it! I love it! M: No no no Don’t!…Oh, too late! P: I’m stuck. M: This is the same Christmas rock I had when I was a kid. It’s an heirloom that’s been in our family for generations. E: Tonight when Santa comes by with his presents, he’ll see this rock and know that a very special little girl lives here. 2， S: Wow! That’s some crazy rock. M: Step away from the stone! S: Why? M: You’ll break it. E: (laugh) Sid can’t break a rock. D: Don’t tempt him! P: Uncle Sid, we need this so that Santa can find us tonight. S: what? This? …Oh, Puff. He could go right pass it. You need something bigger, taller, sparkler, something with a pizzazz. Um, a tree! M: A Christmas tree? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? D: There’re millions of trees out there, Sid. How could anyone notice this one? S: well, we could decorate it. Crash, Eddie! …… B: sweet. S: And, voila! D: It does look pretty good. M: Ah! It will never catch on. P: It’s beautiful!
S: Hmm, it needs a certain razzle-dazzle on top. Something that says Sid.…… And just like that, a tradition is born. S: Seriously, what did you think was gonna……? D: Yep, that says Sid, all right? S: Okay, okay, let’s just keep it together. It really is about the sprit of Christmas, isn’t it? M: you’re about to be a spirit of Christmas, Sid. S: Manny, please, I am so sorry. M: You know what? Sid, I’m the least of your worries. You got to answer to Santa. S: Santa? Santa Claus? M: He is never gonna forgive this. You just got yourself on Santa’s …Uh, ah, Santa’s Naughty List. P: Santa has a Naughty List? M: And if you’re not good, he puts your name on it. B: We’re never good. / Then why start now? M: Well, if your name’s on the Naughty List, you don’t get Christmas. S: But no! Why me? besides the fact that it’s my fault. E: The Naughty List? Where did you come up with that? M: Relax, Sid is gullible, but he is not that gullible. He knows this Santa stuff is just for kids. P: What! You don’t believe in Santa? M: Um, I ,well…… E: Of course he believes! That’s the magic of Christmas. P: If anyone deserves to be on the Naughty List, dad? It’s you! E: She sure told you, didn’t she? M: Well, too bad, I am a grown up, grown-ups don’t believe in the Naughty List. S: (cry) I’m not getting Christmas! B: Don’t cry, Sid. S: Why not! B: Your tears are freezing solid. 3， S: Why? Why? Why? D: My guess? Because he doesn’t have a loser list. S: Well, thanks for trying to cheer me up. I still feel terrible. P: Pull it together, Uncle Sid, we’ve got work to do. S: But I’m still feel sulking. B: No time. We’re going to the pole. S: The north one?
P: Yep, we’re gonna find Santa so I can prove to my dad that he’s real. And we’re gonna get you off that list. B: And us, too. We may be naughty but we still want Christmas. S: Peaches, honey, you can’t come with us. This is a very dangerous journey. The north pole is a desolate land of ice and snow. B: This isn’t exactly Miami. P: Come on, Uncle Sid, I want us all to have Christmas together. S: Um, I don’t know, it’s wildly irresponsible and impulsive but let’s do it. Northward, ho…… Together: Ho, ho, ho…… P: Uh, guys, let’s follow the northern light. North, get it! S: Northward, ho… P: Santa, ho……， Together: Ho, ho, ho. …… …… E: Run! (Screaming) …… 4， M: Peaches! P: Daddy. E: Oh, baby, we’re so worried about you. (Kissing) M: Oh, you…… you are so grounded! P: Sorry, daddy. M: I’m talking to Sid. S: Sorry, daddy. SA: Frolicking fruitcake. S: It’s Santa! M: Just’ cause there’s a fat guy doesn’t make him Santa. SA: I’m not fat, it’s this suit, it’s very poofy. S: Manny, it is Santa! It’s just old and decrepit as I imagined. And, oh, so jolly. SA: Oh, look at this mess, two hours to Christmas and everything is ruined, my toy, my sleigh, all my hard work. S: Would this be a good time to talk about getting off the Naughty List? M: Sid, there’s no such thing. SA: There is now, Manfred, thanks for the idea. M: Wait, wait, how do you know my……name? Santa? D: Hey, what did we do?
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